We all remember this big moment for larries. I just realized that in DMD, Louis sings “If I didn’t have you, I would never see the sun” I know what he’s say but if he call Harry sun...

Harry Styles Lockscreen

HARRY: You reluctantly went out with your friends on a Friday night out to a pub nearby where you live. Honestly, you wanted a quite day in, but apparently "it's all you ever do, and it's high time to go out and have fun!" So you got dressed up and made your way towards the pub. You sat by the bar, while rolling your eyes at your friends who went off to dance. Truth be told, you felt bored and wanted to go back to your place so bad and were about to do just that. You took your credit card from your wallet and gave it to the bartender to make the payment. But to your surprise, he said, "Your drink's been already paid, mam!" A confused you asked him, "What?? By who?" "By that nice gentleman over there.", he said pointing to a familiar curly haired face two seats beside yours, who you just noticed. He came towards where you sat, flashed a bright smile, extended his hand for a shake and said, "I'm Harry Styles." "Yeah. I know. From that one band.", you said ignoring his hand. He agreed, "From that one band. And what's your name?" "y/n", you said while taking some money from your purse and handing it over to him. He shook his head and said, "No, you keep that, I insist." "Please, don't hurt my self respect!", you said and gave the money to him. He gently smiled and took it. "So, y/n, where do you live?", he asked sipping his drink. "Two blocks from here." "Okay. And what do you do for a living? I'm guessing, modelling, from your looks?" "Haha. I'm sorry, but I can't be added to your list of dumped model exes. I'm actually an editor." "Damn! Now, we've got to create another list!", he said chuckling. You laughed, shook your head and said, "Nah! I don't think so! You would have to date me to dump me." "I don't mind that, dating you, I mean!" "Awww. But I do. 'player' isn't exactly my type!", you replied. 

"Who told you I was one?", he asked, his expressions turned more serious. 

"No one. I just figured. Charming looks, flirty talks, and the big addition of the famous and beautiful exes. All of these speaks 'player' to me!", you shrugged. "That's just what the media make me look like!", he said and added, "That's not the real me. Wanna know the real me? I'll take you to an amazing date tomorrow and you can give your fair judgments!" You shook your head and said, "I gotta go, Harry, it was  really nice meeting you!" and gave him a hug. Later that night, he found a slip of paper that had your name and phone number on it, that you sneakily put in his coat pocket.

NIALL: Niall invited you to spend an afternoon watching football with him and the boys, and so you did. Niall and you were good friends for a long time now. He always indicated that he wanted you both to be more than just friends, but you never really gave in. The thing is you really had feelings for him too, but you tried to dodge those away due to many reasons. One, you didn't know how serious he was about you. Second, you knew the hate you were gonna get for being girlfriends of his or his band mates from their fans. And third, if the relationship didn't work out, it would just ruin a perfectly going friendship. So because of these and many other reasons you thought it would be best to do nothing about it. So you were now in his house, in the living room with all of the boys sat on the couch, eyes fixed on the television. Niall went to the kitchen to drink some water and when he returned, he came and sat beside you. He then slowly changed the position and was now lying on your lap. You smiled at this and slowly massaged his hair, and fed him some of your pop corns, every now and then. The boys let out some whistles and cheers and one of them shouted, "Get together already, you two! You both are perfect for each other!" Niall looked up at you and you gave a 'what?' look to him. You threw a pillow at them and said, "Shut up! We're perfectly fine with being best friends!" "I'm not. She might be.", Niall smirked. That made all of you to laugh out. You just shook your head and gave him a small hit on his head. After a while when the match finished, the boys began to go to their apartments one by one. When all of them left, you sighed and said to him, "I had an awesome day, Nialler. I should get going now." He said, "Wait. We've still got time. Stay here now and I'll drop you off after." After a lot of pleading from him, you decided to stay for some time. "So y/n, you know what? I think the boys are right! We really should be together.", he casually said. "Really? Nah! I don't think so!", you replied. "Oh come on! You know I really like you, a lot, and I think, you do too! So why can't we just be together?", he asked this time a bit more serious. "Niall, what if it don't work out? I don't wanna lose someone as awesome as you. I think it's better if we stay just friends!", you blurted out "So you do like me! You didn't deny it!", he said looking into your eyes. You sighed, stared at the floor and said, "Of course I do, Niall. You're one of the greatest guys I've ever met! But that's not eno-" He cut you off and said "No buts. I'm sure we'll work out all the problems in the way. Please y/n say yes!" You thought for a while and said, "Uhmm! I don't really mind getting some dinner with you, later tonight." He began to hooray before he asked, "Just to clarify, like a date, right?" You smiled and said, "Like a date!" He pulled you into a hug and gave you a kiss.

LIAM: You made your way to the movie theater and sat down on the seat that showed your seat number. The two seats on your sides were vacant, so you put your plate of nachos on one of them. Few minutes after the movie began, you saw someone entering from the exit door, who quietly made your way towards the seat besides you. You looked who it was and saw Liam Payne from One Direction. "Hey, is that yours?", he asked pointing to your nachos. You nodded and mumbled a sorry and kept it in the seat besides you which was also vacant. "That's alright. I'm Liam!", he said smiling. "Yeah. I know you. And I'm y/n.", you replied. He nodded and then asked, pointing to the screen, "What did I miss?" "Well, nothing. Apart from the very interesting title of the movie along with the massively amazing intro from the productions. Now, that you did miss!", you said laughing. He laughed and said, "Damn! That was my favorite part!" You shook your head and let out a small giggle and then redirected your attention from the very handsome man beside you to the big screen. Half way through the movie, you felt extremely bored of the movie and mentally cursed yourself for picking such a bad movie. "What the heck is going on in this film??", Liam asked you. "Honestly, I don’t know. It doesn't make any sense and it's just ridiculous!!", you replied. "I know, right? And it's just plain boring. I would have started dozing off to sleep already, if there weren't a pretty girl beside me to stare at!", he said. You let out a chuckle and said, "Lucky you!!!" He smiled at himself and after a few minutes, turned his head towards you again and excitedly said, "Hey! You know what, y/n, I think we should ditch this movie and go out together tonight!" You now puzzled, asked, "Now?? Are you out of your mind?!" "What's wrong with a midnight stroll? There won't be any paps around cos they think I'm still at the hotel with my band mates. And more than that, I wanna know you more. So come on!" You just shook your head and said "No." "Come on. Are you really telling me that you would rather watch this absolutely absurd and extremely weird and boring film than going out with someone who's pretty cool and awesome??" "Yeah. That's exactly what I was saying. Really glad we're on the same page.", you replied. "Oy! Come on!!" You shook your head one last time and he groaned. After a while of your attempt at watching this stupid film, you shouted to him, "What the hell is happening? This is, hands down, the worst film I've ever watched!" Liam agreed. You then said, "You  know what? I am choosing you over this absolutely absurd and extremely weird and boring film! Lets get outta here." He grinned wide and said, "Sure!" and led you outside. You then proceeded to have a wonderful night ahead.

LOUIS: You were now one of the new assistants of the celebrity stylist, Lou Teasdale, and frankly, you were loving the job. She styled the famous boys of One Direction who were nothing but fun to work with. One day at work, Lou came rushing to you and asked, "y/n, can you please do Louis's hair now? Liam straightened Harry's hair and it's a big mess so I gotta manage it. Ugh! What a time for him to pull on pranks, yea? Anyways, what was I saying? Right, just do a bit of straightening at the ends in Louis hair, okay?" "Sure, Lou. I'll be going now!" You said and ran to the boys dressing room. "Hey, Louis. I'm gonna be styling your hair today!", you said and took all of the brushes and kept it on the table. "Oh hey there, beautiful!", he replied smiling. You both talked while you were doing his hair and you saw him giving you the flirty eyes every now and then, throwing in one or two compliments. He then said, "You know what's weird??" "What?", you asked back. "That it's been more than a week since we've talked and you haven't given me your number yet!" "Well, you didn't ask me..?" "Okay. I am asking now, y/n, give me your number?", he said. You pretended to think for a while and said, "Umm, No." and gave a small giggle. He gave a surprised look and said, "What?? Give me it!" and pouted. You laughed and asked, "Why do you need my number?" He then said in a matter-of-fact way, "So I could call you and arrange the timings of our dates?" You laughed out and said, "What? What 'date'? I didn't know we were gonna go on a date!" "Well, now you do. So give me your number?", Louis asked grinning. You giggled, shook your head and said, "Shut up now, Louis and let me concentrate on my work!" He found this as the perfect opportunity and shook his head rapidly, not allowing you to style his hair. "Louis Tomlinson! Stay still! Or you're gonna mess up your hair!", you said. He laughed, not quitting and then replied, "I don't care. I won't stop until you say you're gonna go out with me!" "You have to care. It's your hair that's gonna get messed up, not mine!" "I really reaally don't care, y/n!", he said and did all that he could to distract your work. You then placed the straightener that you were holding, on the table, turned his chair facing you and gave a long and lingering kiss to him. "That ought to shut you up, now!", you said and turned the chair back towards the mirror and continued to do the rest of the work on the now-shut up Louis, who was grinning like a fool. "There! Now your hair looks perfect. You're good to go, Tomlinson!", you finally breathed out. He stood up facing you and pulled you into another kiss and then said, "About that date??" You smiled and said, "Here's my number!" and saw him typing it in his phone..